Igor Vykhovanets

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Bartered Soul

Schoolboyish junk
Has filled up your brain.
Too lazy to think—
You're blind in the rain.



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Fool's recharging, getting stronger —
It's vacation. Soon it’s gone,
Serfdom after will be stronger,
Yet still bowing to icon.



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Over-Exertion

Harmonious strain? Forget it.
Evil rules this world, my friend.
Weakness, struggle—don’t regret it,
Both will cycle till the end.

Push too hard, and you’ll be shattered—
Breaking’s easier than it seems.
Cross the line, but know what matters:
Balance keeps alive your dreams.

Stay aware—exhaustion's lurking,
Overstrain can drag you down.
Let decay consume the working—
Over-force will take the crown!



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Bartered Soul

Sell the soul, embrace the vile,
Trade it off without a thought.
See the crime—it’s in the style
Of the world where all is bought.

Turn away? Then you’re complicit
In the madness, in the fall.
Still, no words can make a difference—
This whole world is doomed, that’s all.



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True Cannibal

Not the one who feasts on neighbors,
Biting, chewing, swallowing whole—
But the brute, who shuns all labors
Of the mind and crushes souls.



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Eight to Zero

Eight to zero—roughly counting,
Strikes and trophies, all hard-earned.
Means my path is worth surmounting,
Not the road where honor’s burned.



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Doom

If we all obey, will perish,
Will be bleating, loud and blind.
Slaughter’s coming—should we cherish
Any hopes of different kind?



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Fake and Doom

Fake is science, fake is culture—
Flesh takes charge, the soul must suffer.
Lies and greed shape all we see,
Rotten fascism, thinly screened.

Fake religions preach submission,
Dragging souls to dark perdition.
What’s ahead? No hope, no light—
Traitors, cowards, left and right.

Crushed to dust, the world will crumble,
All “for good,” yet hear the rumble—
Red Cross waves a flag so pale…
White, surrendered. Doom prevails.



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Run Away!

Stroke by stroke—like stitching, mending,
Water heals a wounded soul.
Burning heart needs no pretending,
Waves will cool but not control.

Not to drown, just keep from burning,
Steady pace will clear the mind.
Fear and stress at every turning,
Hell above, and chains behind.

Fight the fire with fire, don’t falter,
Drive it out or face decay!
Madness hunts—don’t let it alter
Flesh and reason—run away!

Swim or flee, just keep on going,
Leave the fools and all their lies,
Break the chains, escape the "knowing"—
All their traps, their fear, goodbyes.



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The Dark

Lie and Fear. And Strong Shock.
Madness, Heresy in stock.
And Submission, and Decay—
Under Evil World today.
CowID had showed Dark —
Spirit killed and Satan mark.



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Flight Upward Through the Stench of Lies

A balloon—its breath is fire,
Rising, piercing clouds above.
Lies, inflated ever higher,
Choke the air and poison thought.

When the space is overheated,
Soaring’s hardly ever done.
Through the haze of fraud, deceited,
None can stand the noxious scum.

What is left for those who see it?
Clean the sky, dispel the fumes!
Few persist and don’t retreat in
Foul oppression’s toxic gloom.

They must forge new wings for flying,
Find a path beyond the vile—
They can’t breathe where filth is thriving,
Where the swindlers only smile.



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The Full Cycle of Sorrow

Etched in scars, the grief runs deep,
Woven in a pattern steep.
In my mind—fierce wrath and spite
For the liars, for the Night.



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"Come and get it, prices dropping!
What a deal—no need for shopping!
Quality went down instead...
Ugh, these faces—make me dread!"



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A hedgehog gets it—people don’t,
Just misery and hollow days.
They bow to scoundrels, live on lies,
While fear and nonsense spread like haze.

And Death’s the door—there’s no way out,
No better path, no grand escape.
But go ahead—believe the brutes,
And drown in madness, fear, and hate...



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"In forest depths, a rebel band"
Still guards their soul, their mind, their stand.
While filthy fascists, vile and base,
Bow down to evil—lost in disgrace.



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To the Artist

Stupidity and filth run deep—
No pastel shades, just tones that weep.
Paint it dark—no heaven’s near,
Hell won’t offer refuge here.

And if you find one—just a fool.
Light is fading, dim and cruel.
Bosch’s visions, once so grand,
Drown in lies at evil’s hand.

Madness reigns, the world’s decayed,
Critics? Judge yourself—too late.
Words are worthless, lost in time,
Drowned by tyrants in their grime...



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C’est la vie—just lies and cries,
Drowning in its blood and blindness,
If you judge with brutal kindness.



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A colony of germs, you see,
Exists through outside sway.
But fools believe the foul decree
And march to death each day.

Their minds are just a hollow shell—
A human, wise and free?
Like melting snow, where ice still fell,
Drowned deep in lunacy—
For centuries, we see...



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Madness is repeating,
Yet hoping for a change,
As fools dream of a heaven
That always stays the same.

Decay is all around us,
And failure rules the day—
Just look at daily living:
A rot that won’t decay.



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Curbing threats through “learning” and “refinement”

They sift through prose and verses,
Select them with great care—
For thoughts can be subversive
If minds are sharp, aware.

And so they preach of Shakespeare,
His lines—a lifeless drone,
While pushing local heroes,
Exalting just their own.

Each nation hails its “genius,”
A figure from the past,
And if none ever lived there—
They’ll make one up real fast.

The fools will chant and follow,
Embrace the phantom lore,
For books that break their hollow
Minds—censored evermore.

Survival beats all morals,
Who cares if Evil wins?
The wars are fought with equals,
Yet praised as noble sins.

Thus fear and lies now bind us,
Deception rules the land—
And beasts within still guide us,
Held firm in Evil’s hand.



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